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    Limitless.

    I notice something about myself lately. I tend to make these discoveries from time to time like how I noticed that I'm a huge fan of change.
    People who limit themselves...

    My question is... why?

    My younger brother told me that he doesn't want to leave the house until he's like 25.. about. It almost turned into an argument because I don't believe his reasoning was good enough.. in fact the reasons he was giving me weren't good at all. He tells me that because the economy is so bad that he won't even leave till then. I understand if he actually tries to leave and then say its possible he won't leave until he's 25.. but no, it seemed to me as if he doesn't even want to TRY until he's 25. He's limiting himself.. being so dependent on my dad. Yes.. understandable to have shelter.. understandable that everything is put right in front of you without lifting a finger like food that your father brings to you almost every night. But what happens when you turn 25? What if you realize that you don't want to grow up and take some responsibility? What if you decide that you want to remain bound to the only place you're so familiar with because you know it's safe and you're not alone? What if you decide to never take a chance? You never know until you try and your father or mother won't be there to baby you for the rest of your life. Give it some thought.

    I picture my future alone. Not lonely, don't mix up the two words. I think I'll feel a lot more accomplished if I do everything by myself. It's good to get a helping hand but it's never good to depend on it.

    One of my closest friends is considered anorexic. I don't believe so. I mean, she has lost a lot of weight compared to when I first met her. She had an ass.. and some curves that would make Jessica Alba jealous. She's very small now and frail. I hate it when people pick on her about her weight and how skinny she is. She's still the perfect little figure that everyone wants. Every time she comes into my house she looks into the fridge for food. Now... I'm not sure if she's blind or something.. but every time I look in there, I'm pretty sure I see so much food I can make.. Does she see it? <_< She asks me if I have food at home and I tell her, "Yeah I do. o.o"
    Her diet consists of water, banana shakes, potatoes, tuna fish, and small pieces of bread. An occasional sandwich here and then... Okay let me throw in not even an eight of her meal at Applebees. She complains about how hungry she always is but when she eats.. it's ridiculous how little fits in her stomach. Every time I suggest something to eat to her she comes up with some excuse not to eat it. I don't believe she's anorexic but I highly believe she is far from healthy. She doesn't realize the more she limits herself to the large variety of food that her stomach's going to shrink.. it's horrible. Yeah McDonalds is bad and chips may be ridiculously fattening.. but damn she won't even go near a cookie. <_< Not even homemade... and what's her reasoning? That she might break out?

    -_-"

    I'm pretty sure I eat all the damn sweets in the world and my face doesn't look like pizza. Acne.. there are way too many causes but I believe the main one is your mind. Don't limit yourself to any type of food because you're paranoid of its effects.

    Eat a damn cookie. T.T

    Haha, this is an old one. It doesn't bother me anymore and I don't know why I ever made such a fuss about it... but my friends used to never wanna leave Staten Island. I'm not picking on them now I'm just showing examples of limitation. I'm someone who just loves adventure and I would go anywhere new. I considered myself put down by a ball and chain. I was part of a circle of friends who loved to do stuff in the island. Which was generally nice because the island does have its spots. Because I was older and had more privileges than the rest of them, I suggested the city a lot. Unfortunately, some of their parents never agreed to it and we had to stay in this puny island doing the same thing we normally do. If it wasn't my friends who disagreed, it was their parents. There was no winning. I had to stay with them because.. well.. they were my closest friends. I was attached.
    The city.. I heard many excuses not to go. It did anger me many times but it mainly made me sad that because I had such a limited number of friends with a limited number of privileges so I had limited places and things to do.

    So it was the main reason I left now that I think about it. Who am I best friends with now?
    Nobody. I am content.

    I wonder how far my horizon will go.

    Hahaha then there's a friend I met at work.. who doesn't even want to STEP IN to the island. So afraid that there's nothing to do. This is where I actually take my island experiences and put them to use. So no matter where you go, there's adventure as long as it's new... as long as there's change... as long as you're limitless.

    Then there's the little things like finding stuff to do on the pc or other hobbies. People complain how bored they are on the computer. They complain about it on Facebook or Myspace. Even I find myself doing it sometimes.. so then it brings me to this, if you're bored then you're boring. I'm pretty sure there's a lot of shit to do on the pc. You're just limiting yourself to Facebook. There's more to life than people, my friend. Play bejeweled or something... Learn some creativity. I spend hours on my laptop because I find things to do on it. What about music? Who the fuck wants to listen to reggaeton all damn day? It's the same beat every time. Who wants to hear the same mario sounds listening to Dragonforce all the time? This is why I listen to such a large variety of music. Who the fuck wants to listen to everything in English? I have Celtic music on my Ipod and even Japanese music. Just because it's not English doesn't mean it's bad. Who the hell wants to always hear someone's voice? Why not appreciate the instrumental themes? Who wants to listen to happy music all day? Why not put some sadistic crap like Charlie Clouser. *cough*

    The stickers on my phone wither away but hey, it means I get to put the other ones to use.

    Put these words into your vocabulary:
    Adventure
    Creativity
    Limitlessness
    Chance

    By the way, I made myself a mango strawberry and banana milk shake.. it looks like it has stretchmarks now that I look at it. Maybe it's telling me something. <_<

    to0dles.

Sunday, 29 November 2009

Tuesday, 13 October 2009

  • Odd dream about Omar, my older brother.

    What do you make of this?

    At first I was in a building n Manhattan. I think I immediately got my job back and with a promotion. I don't know how I encountered Omar but before I did, I was making a doll. The body parts didn't match though. The skin color of the hands and feet and face were different from the rest of the body.

    So someone is chasing me. I'm running from this person at the bottom of the building. There's so many bushes around and I'm just hiding under them from every person. Suddenly, I'm in Omar's "territory" which apparently to the dream, wasn't a good place to be in. He caught me and took a knife. He grabbed my hand and slit my one of my fingers. He tried to go for the next one but I escaped. I was able to run. I head towards the building again and for some reason I was in an upper floor. I went in an elevator and attempted to go up but Omar sounded the alarm causing everyone in the building to leave it and the elevators to go all down. I tried to go through different exits of the building hiding in the crowd hoping he wasn't in any of them waiting for me.

    I made it out safely and ran into a shop thinking "Omar wouldn't find me in a place like this. It's all ghetto and he knows I don't like this type of clothes" I asked the guy at the register if I could use his dressing room to hide and use my phone. He mentioned that someone was looking for me. It was brought to my attention that Omar had been searching for me in this whole city before he actually got to me in the building. So I realize the doors of the shop were clear enough for ppl to see whats inside so I hide quickly behind the posters attached to the windows. And the guy at the register says "Is that him?" I look out and Omar was there rushing towards the shop. He tries to open the door but I wouldn't let him. I held it shut but it seemed like he over powered me.

    The guy at the register suddenly came in with a beaten up car and took me in his car. He forced me into the driver's seat and got out of the car. He told me to drive and drive. I hit the gas pedal but was crashing into everything causing the car to fall to pieces. Omar got a whip of his own that was much stronger and chased after me with it. I was hysterically crying because he kept trying to crash my car. My car only had the back wheels on and was falling more and more into pieces.

    What was weird about it is that Omar was after my fingers. He wanted to slit 8 of them. He only got to 1 and a half but I don't know what his intentions were. It felt like it was a game to him. At first he gets 8 fingers from me. Then 16 from other people. Then 32 from more people. At the end I saw a chart describing the kind of person I am, in fact it was describing my character in Crusade, Mia. But it was odd because she was described as a HE and it had nothing to do with her personality.

    I woke up. I fell back asleep and found myself playing the game myself but a more safer and less sadistic way of collecting my 8/16/32 I had a balloon and I thought that if I blew it up, I'd count my 8 by the people who looked at me whenever I popped it. then again and count every 16 and so forth with 32. I woke up again. It was really odd.

Saturday, 10 October 2009

  • Paranormal Activity

    I must say... I ALMOST SHAT MY PANTS.

    It's not bad for a budget of 7k and made in 7 days. There were a few parts where I just said to myself "Man.. :/ That shouldn't have happened" and there were parts where I  found myself staring at the screen as much as I didn't want to because it was so damn scary.

    By the way, there were parts in the trailer that don't really happen in the movie. Come on.... I wish movies didn't have to be that way because you're expecting something from the trailer that you're waiting in the movie and it just never comes up. The hype also dies down that way.

    Overall, this movie gets a 7. Highly frightening (I'm a pussy Idk.. haha) and there was a lot of effort put into it. It didn't look fake and there were no poor effects. There could've been so much more done though. The ending had a "Wtf? That was it? D:" effect. Haha

    This movie is only suited for chickens. :D Have fun shitting your pants ^_^

    to0dles


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